Tamil pulp fiction, now translated into English.
An interesting blog post on mechanical means of ensuring that more works of fiction and film pass the Bechdel test, written by a self-identified “registered Republican with a concealed-carry permit.” I don’t agree with everything in this post, but I do think that being aware of the context of your choices as a writer is always important, even when those choices seem as minor as deciding the gender of a parking attendant who makes a two-line appearance in your novel. And I think this sentence is worth thinking about in other contexts, too:
And if there’s one thing I’ve taken away from the discussions of feminism and queer politics and anti-racism that I’ve read, it’s that I don’t have to agree with people to learn how they would like to be treated.
On a related note: a collection of signs from the Stewart/Colbert Rally to Restore Sanity and/or Fear.
And also related (if you squint), in that they are a means of sharing comfort and support: the best damn gluten-free cookies I’ve baked in my two years as a diagnosed celiac. Mine weren’t vegan, and I made them with raisins instead of chocolate chips. Highly recommended, should you ever need to make GF cookies for yourself, or for a friend.